The cultivation of immortality by mortals begins with the abandoned children of the river

After a moment, as if hot oil was splashed into a pot of water, the whole place exploded.

Everyone became excited, and there were comments and exclamations.

The news spread quickly, and countless monks tried to squeeze into the square, causing countless commotions and curses.

The eyes of millions of people were all focused on Ge Jianxiong.

Ge Jianxiong's face was extremely ugly.

He now feels like he shot himself in the foot.

This... this damn Holy Son of Taiqing Palace actually wants to bet his life on himself!

Just for a humble servant!

How dare he!

What made him even more hesitant was that the other party actually had such great confidence. Could it be that this guy's alchemy attainments were really amazing and that he was confident enough to crush him?

If he loses the bet, it will be difficult for him not to die.

Just when he was hesitating, Zhan Nianchuan was also very dissatisfied.

Although I play the role of a servant, you can't call me Xiao Lizi. It sounds like the eunuch in a secular palace. Can't you call me Xiao Li?

But since you are also dedicated to standing up for me, I won’t argue with you.

Seeing Ge Jianxiong's silence, the people who were looking forward to watching the show were unwilling to do so.

"Hey, Holy Son Ge, are you scared? You brought it up first just now. Are you afraid of death?" A Holy Son said with a smile.

"Yes, you are shameless, and your Yunding Palace is still shameless, with so many people watching." A saintess also echoed.

"I'm afraid I'll lose my life, but I'm just scared."

"Is this guy a man?"

Listening to everyone's ridicule and ridicule, Ge Jianxiong couldn't help it anymore. He slammed the forging platform in front of him and shouted loudly: "It's a bet! Win or lose will be determined based on the ranking of this Soul Seizing Society. Whoever loses will die!"

"Okay, whoever loses will die!" Yu Minghong immediately took over to finalize the matter.

"absurd!"

A voice full of anger sounded, immediately attracting the attention of everyone in the room.

Yu Ming looked at the stubborn Yu Minghong coldly, and reprimanded him unceremoniously: "As a holy son, it is unethical to risk your life at every turn! Besides, how can we destroy the Taiqing Palace and the Palace just because of you two?" We have a good relationship with Yunding Palace, so don’t back down soon.”

In fact, he didn't really want to stop him, because he knew that Yu Minghong's current alchemy attainments were far from what he had been before. But the problem is that even if Yu Minghong wins the bet, it is impossible for him to watch Yu Minghong really kill Ge Jianxiong in public.

The strength of Yunding Palace is not weaker than that of Taiqing Palace, and both sects are rich in elixirs and plants, and there are still some trade exchanges between them.

Yu Minghong was very unconvinced and wanted to refute as soon as he opened his mouth.

However, at this moment, Zhan Nianchuan's voice came into his ears, and his words were immediately blocked in his throat.

"Shut up and don't talk back to your grandpa."

Seeing that a good show was about to be staged, but was abruptly ruined, all the monks in the audience sighed and silently cursed Yu Ming in their hearts. He deserved it. Taiqing Palace was bullied to the point where he didn't even know it. Fight back.

Of course I wanted to think about it, but no one dared to say it.

This is a strong person in the later stage of Danhai. Who can afford to offend these little shrimps?

However, in the next moment, their emotions were ignited again.

Especially Dugu Aotian, who was standing quietly on stage 84, appeared calm and relaxed on the surface, but in fact he was extremely excited inside.

Bet, bet, bet to death, you damn bastard!

Although he is sure that he will be able to win and ascend to the position of Holy Son, he also knows that unless Yu Ming dies, Yu Minghong's position as Holy Son will not be completely revoked, and he will still be second only to him. It's a big trouble.

Under such circumstances, he wished Yu Minghong would die on the spot.

"Brother Yu, since young people have such drive and fighting spirit, we as elders should encourage them more." An old man with white eyebrows and a kind-hearted look walked out from behind the square with a smile, causing everyone to be shocked. The monks in the field exclaimed.

The Supreme Elder of Yunding Palace, Ge Fei, a powerful person in the late Danhai stage!

With his powerful spiritual consciousness, Ge Fei could already see everything on the field from miles away.

Seeing Ge Jianxiong's predicament, he scolded Ge Jianxiong as an idiot and coward in his heart, and immediately decided to step forward to finalize the fight between the two parties.

They, Genting Palace, are not cowards!

The Holy Son can die, but the face of Yunding Palace must not be lost!

He greeted Yu Ming with a smile, and then slowly said: "But there is no need to bet on your life. I think we can just bet on the storage bags of the two juniors. How about it?"

"Yes, let's just spar. It doesn't matter whether we win or lose." A strong Danhai realm man also smiled and smoothed things over.

Since several powerful men from the late Danhai stage had spoken one after another, Ge Jianxiong, who had been roasting on the fire for a long time, immediately bowed respectfully and agreed.

"I will obey the instructions of the Supreme Elder."

Yu Minghong was reluctant, but he could only salute respectfully, "Disciple, I obey."

...

A quarter of an hour later.

All the powerful people in the Danhai Realm were present, and more than a hundred luxurious chairs were packed.

Unlike the solemn expressions on the field, the many saints, saints, and strong men among the casual cultivators who were about to compete were sitting casually, chatting and laughing, and looked very relaxed.

The four chairs at the front were still empty.

Everyone is waiting patiently.

Waiting for the four big shots who can decide the fate of all contestants.

Zhan Nianchuan was a bit bored, so he took out a book and read it with great interest.

Yu Minghong, who was nervous at the side, saw him like this, and his mood gradually calmed down.

A quarter of an hour later.

As many Danhai Realm masters stood up one after another, everyone knew that several big figures were about to appear, and immediately exclaimed with extreme excitement, and the scene was extremely noisy for a while.

Soon, four figures appeared at the edge of the square, talking and laughing with each other.

The originally noisy scene was completely quiet in an instant.

Everyone held their breath and looked at the four big figures standing side by side with joy and awe.

On the left, an old man with a refined appearance, white eyebrows and long beard, fair skin, and wearing a white robe, who looked like an immortal, was the leader of the Yanzhou super sect Fentian Sect, a Danhai late-stage cultivator, and the supreme elder Tang Wanshan.

On the right is a middle-aged wealthy woman with ordinary appearance, but with a trace of heroism between her eyebrows, she looks extraordinary. It is the governor of Yanzhou Prefecture, Hu Tonghua, a cultivator in the late Danhai period.

The thin old man in the middle has white hair and beard, wrinkles all over his face. Although he walks steadily and smiles on his face, there is a hint of death between his eyebrows, which shows that his time has come. It is the organizer of this Soul Seizing Meeting, Chi Yanzi, a late Danhai cultivator, the owner of Wujin Yuantongyan.

The last one is a middle-aged man with a sturdy figure, hair and beard, and a hint of fire in his eyes. His clothes are very ordinary, but he is the focus of everyone's attention. Because he is the person with the highest cultivation, the highest status, and the highest attainments in refining.

The owner of the Zhuling Pavilion of the Great Jin Dynasty, a super strong man in the middle Yuanying period, and a fifth-level refiner Huang Defa!